Revelation

The more the number of questions that I ask of God, the less that I hear back from Him. And then suddenly, as if struck by a thunderbolt, it all comes back to me. Heaven relents. The emptiness disappears. The fog recedes into the crevices deep inside of me. It's day light again. It's given to me in the precise hour that I am supposed to know.

Jesus once said: 'All cannnot accept this saying, but only those to whom it has been given'. The message that I hear is not what you hear. God sought me to do what He couldn't ask of you. In a way then, He chose me, and not the other way around!

What did God choose you to do?